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PS 23 - About Bi Shanti

Now Bi Shanti and I are in Mama's room. Bi Shanti hugged my mom. Even though it's quiet, I know. Mama felt good to be in Bi Shanti's arms. Mercifully. That meant Bi Shanti was really close to mama and good people. I don't need to suspect anything from Bi Shanti.

"I've been looking everywhere for you, Ma'am." Said Bi Shanti.

"If I could find you sooner. It must be endless like this. Maafin Arum, Ma'am. Sorry Arum." Said Bi Shanti.

Wait for. Why did Bi Santi call himself Arum? My brain keeps me thinking. Looks like Arum is really Bi Shanti's real name. But I can't figure out why he had to lie about his name. There must have been a lot of things that happened until he used a different name. I'm really curious.

"Arum?" my many.

Bi Shanti seemed to have just realized that in the room there was me. He let go of his embrace. Then I looked at me with a smile.

"Yes, that's Auntie's name. Santi Arumi. A lot of things happened, Ara. Then slowly Aunt will tell you. So, keep calling aunty, Bi Shanti huh. Because it'll be good for everything." Said.

I nodded for sure. Trying to understand the situation.

"So, does Bi Shanti know her mother? Why didn't Aunt get to know my mom from the beginning?" my many.

He smiles. "Yes. Very familiar. He was my best friend. Aunty already suspected that your mother was my best friend, only that aunt wanted to find proof and the right time to tell you. Until then, Auntie saw a picture of the three of you in the closet. Your mother, Ms. Nindy, and Ms. Linda."

"really? Let's tell Bi about mama. What kind of a man's mother?" many enthusiast.

Bi Santi laughed, "Look, Ma'am. Your son seems to be curious about you. What yes?" bi Santi. He's staring. I looked at him with a curious look.

"Your mother was a cheerful, smart, brave, and..." Bi Shanti hung up her words while chuckling. "Anger."

"Lho, hot-tempered, Bi? Auntie ever scolded mama?" my many.

"Not just scolded, Auntie was even doused by your mama" said Bi Shanti, laughing and looking forward like she was reminiscing about her past.

"Wait, Bi. I still don't know anything." I said.

"We used to be from the same school. Your mother often mentioned that the pesantren was her first prison. But over time, your mother named the pesantren a holy prison. Early coming to the boarding school Bibi remembers very well how your mother behaved. Haha. Your mother was never afraid of anything. He likes to rebel and never want to obey the rules until often in the law. However, gradually, your mother turned into a good girl, smart, and became a dream in our boarding school. Then.." said Bi Shanti. Uncompleted Bi Shanti told me in a hurry to cut.

"Why did mom water Bi Shanti?" my many. I really want to know.

Bi Santi chuckled, "You're really curious huh? Madam Nindy, I'm allowed to say yes." said Bi Santi as he looked at my mother and looked back at me. "Formerly in the pesantren, Aunt was the caretaker" he said.

"What is a manager?" ask again.

"How to explain yes. The manager is a kind of santri who is trusted to discipline the santri" he said.

I'm just boh ria. Then I wait for the next story.

"So your mother won't wake up. We have a rule if there are students who do not want to wake up after being well awakened more than 3x. So the follow-up discipline is to water the santri. And.." said Bi Shanti.

I don't really understand. Why did Bi Shanti say that it was the youth that was watered by my mother instead of the other way around?

"And the Bibipun watered your mama according to the rules. However, at that time your mother did not accept it and instead took Aunt to the bathroom and flushed Auntie there" Bi Shanti said with a laugh.

Hearing that story, I laughed too. Now I know why sometimes I do bars. It must be a descendant of my mother.

"But believe me, son. Your mama is the nicest woman I've ever met. I owe a lot to your mama" Bi Shanti said as she rubbed my head.

One thing really came to my mind. Daddyh. I was wondering if I could ask the question of who my father is now. I really hope Bi Shanti will answer my question.

Because when Bi Linda was alive, she never answered my question. But here is my mother.

Is that all right? It looks like nothing will happen.

"Then, Bi. Does Bi Shanti know who my father is?" my many.

"Of course." said Bi Santi.

However, his words seemed to be stuck there. I'm squeaking. Bi Shanti turned her gaze towards my mother. My mother's heart returned expressionless. Since meeting Ghifari, my mother has been able to smile. Not wide it can only be seen that it is a smile.

"Who, Bi?" my many.

Thank goodness he answered my question.

"Is my father Aaron?" my many.

"Did Bi Linda say it?" ask Bi Shanti.

Is my father's name Aaron? Why my question was answered with a question as well.

I don't wanna lie. I will answer honestly.

I shook my head, "Bi Linda never told me who my father was. In fact, he said that I can't find out who and where my father is."

He smiled, "Linda was right. Then, who do you know Aaron's name from, son?" ask Bi Shanti.

I took a tear from a letter I found to Bi Shanti. He read. Then he handed me the letter and told me to keep the letter.

"Then, where's Linda?" ask Bi Santi.

It seems Bi Santi really does not know the state of my family.

"Go. Leave us forever." I said.

...***...

Today as usual Ghifari picked me up to go to the store. Even though both pick up with other days. However, this time we just kept quiet until we sat facing each other in the shop there was no change. He was busy with his cell phone.

The reason for our residence is because of his confession yesterday. Let it. I'll just follow what he wants. I looked at him with his cell phone. He sat in front of me. Although there is a table between us but because this table is small in size so your distance is quite large.

Until now I have been jealous of Ghifari's work. It seems he only works occasionally, but can meet here and there. Is he really the weird one, or am I the one who knows nothing? Thinking about this I smiled.

"Lo why smile? Howling that slobbery lo ya?" knock someone.

I also realized. It turned out that Ghifari was looking at me.

I rolled my eyeballs. Distinguish wrong behavior. "About." I said I'd shake his head. However, while raising my hand, and looking at him, I was dazed in my brain yesterday. Then I paused to shake it.

"Why not be? Must have been a keinget yesterday, huh?" he said while giggling.

This time I really did it for real. Out of annoyance. You freak. How could he say such a thing as if there were no burdens?

"Lo ya! Ih, what a hell of a bitch!" I said. Pinching arm.

"But dear Bi Shanti comes at an inopportune time. Yesterday I wanted to." he said. I hurriedly closed his mouth.

I felt my cheeks hot and red. Ghifari is truly magical. Attitude changes. But of his many attitudes, I honestly like this Ghifari. The cheerful Ghifari, the annoying Ghifari, the easy Ghifari making my cheeks red, the angry Ghifari.

I don't like a serious Ghifari, I don't like a crying Ghifari, I don't like a frustrated Ghifari, I don't like an angry Ghifari, and I don't like a wounded Ghifari.

"Lo can't say that! A lot of people bambang, really shy! It should be sewn in his mouth." I said.

Won't let go of my hand before Ghifari says forgive. I am evil. But let it be, it's because he's himself.

"Foruun!" said. I released it too.

"Say you want to hold me, right?" Ghitari. I intended to smother her mouth again but she laughed and left.

It seems like he has some sudden business. "Gue go first, I'll pick you up later, okay? Don't miss. Weight. Let me." he said, again quoting Dilan's words in the novel and film Dilan by Pidi Baiq.

I can only chuckle.

"Sir Ara, Bang Haidar called for Ma'am" said Aisha.

Just wanted to say thank you, the shop door is open. And longevity: the person we were talking about showed up. Bang Haider.